JORDAN

*CHAPTER TWO*

Author's note : ps..this is a really short story and it probably my first ever published but I promise I'll try my best to make it worth it.🤭. If any issue or problem with the spellings or any suggestions to make my writing better please drop them all in the comment section. Kisses!!

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    It's the day...
Yes the day we finally moved out. I'm sad but excited , sad about my best friend and all my friends back in the neighborhood. I don't miss that bully Elsa and her dummies tho. They always had a probLem with my attitude, apparently I had a sharp tongue for putting her in her place when she boast about her father's so called wealth and how she's just in the neighborhood because she lives with her mom. She was so full of her lies. She hated me because I knew her family and could expose her lies.at anytime. So this neighborhood is kinda a win for me since I don't get to see her face anymore. Though I know my mom has her reasons for us moving but it still kinda worries me how I'm going to fit into such a neighbor. I heard most elite families live here and we just happen to inherit this house thanks to our dad. This must have been the surprise he had for us before the big accident.
    Right now I'm sitting by the stairs of our mansion. Yess!, it's a fucking mansion!. I was surprised when I got here because last I remember dad was just an average man with a job. Mom said it's Uncle Chris, dad's childhood friend who gifted this house to us since he couldn't attend mom and dad's wedding . I guess that was kinda a good thing now since we got a mansion in return. I turn around to look at the hefty men who mum said was assigned to help us whenever we wanted to move in. They were unloading some box's from their truck and our car. It turns out we have a lot of stuffs for in that little house of ours that is no longer ours. I miss that house already .
  While sighing , I got up to see what I could do to help instead of sitting alone with my thoughts. I raised my head to take one good look at the neighborhood when I turned to my left and saw this boy staring from his court yard.i figured he was playing basketball since there was a ball in his hand.

He was in a basketball sleeveless shirt and shorts , visible average muscles for his size, he looked about 6ft , pale white skin, red hair , and a smirk on his face for some reason....then I realized I was checking him out. He waved at me with his left hand holding the ball.
  Muttering to myself  "this one looks like trouble". Right on time i felt a tug on my shirt . Turning, I saw my little sister "mummy said she needs your help with arranging my new room"

"I'll be right up" I said while patting her head.

    Nicole has always been my number one favorite. She's one of a kind and really smart for her age. Back then dad would say she's grandma and she came back as his daughter to trouble him again. I would always laugh over it saying he probably missed his mom, our grandma way too much. As Nicole ran off into the house ,i turned back to look at the guy , by now he's drinking a bottle of water while shirtless with that annoying smirk on his face after he finishes drinking. I scoff at the sight and throw him  the middle finger and stick my tongue out which  makes him laugh for some psycho reason I presume.
I ignore him and walk into the house.
   The mansion has a wide sitting room with a stair at the middle leading up where there are about 6 rooms , with a big chandelier hanging in the middle of the sitting room,at the Left side of the stairs, underneath is the kitchen while on the right is dinning room.  The whole place is screaming wealth . Not something I'm used to but I love the feel of it , it's huge but feels like home. I smile and head up to where I last saw my mom unpacking.
   
It was about 6:57pm when we finished with all the rooms. Joseph arranged his own room himself saying he needed to know where all his stuff is so he doesn't need help. I ignored him knowing he would still end up scattering the room in two days for now looking for something  as usual. I got help in arranging my own room though. Mom and Nicole volunteered after I helped with theirs. My room was painted in a white and green. It was a really nice color combination because it suited my personality. I hung some of my paintings around the room which added to the beauty of the room, with my wooden four poster canopy bed which I got as a gift from my dad's best friend on my birthday. The man has been a lot of help to us and also a father figure. I guess he's trying to make sure we don't miss dad too much. My mom thought the bed was a waste of space and she would also said it occupied all the space in my last room at our old house.